Chapter 95

Genevieve watched Stella put on a brave front. She didn't expose the little girl. Instead, she just hummed indifferently in response. Downstairs, the car that had just left had already returned, silently pulling up in front of the building. Ethan stepped out again and respectfully opened the door to the backseat. "Let's go," said Genevieve, patting Stella on the shoulder before heading toward the elevator first. In the elevator, Stella kept her head down, fingers clenched tightly around the hem of her clothes. It wasn't until they stepped out of the building that she finally stopped. She turned back, looking past Genevieve toward the second floor of the apartment. That was where the balcony was. The easel was still out on the balcony. Beside it were the paints and brushes Stella had only just touched yesterday. She muttered under her breath, "I'll come back." Taking a deep breath, Stella turned and got into the car. On the other hand, Genevieve remained where she was, watching unt